featuring Kelly Rowland and Missy Elliott
(Intro)
Fakin' shit will kill you,
Boy I know the real you.
Fakin' shit will kill you,
Boy I know the real you.
Fakin' shit will kill you,
Boy I know the real you.
Fakin' shit will kill you,
Boy I know the real you.
(Verse)
Really gon' make me
Expose you for exactly what you are, you are.
And I'm feeling a little wavy,
So right now I don't mind pulling your card.
(Pre-Hook)
And as hard as you try
To hide reality, why?
We know the truth,
So act brand-new if you want to.
(Hook)
But what would you be without me?
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little,
They knowing you a little,
Don't give a finger in the middle
Cause ... you will never be
Without me
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little,
They knowing you a little,
Don't give a finger in the middle.
Cause ...you would never be
Oh na, na, oh na
Oh na, na, oh na
Oh na, na, oh na
Oh na, na, oh na
(Verse)
You tell me that you make big moves
But tell 'em what you really do
Do you really wanna play this game?
You should tell 'em what you really like
Tell 'em you ain't bout that life,
I put you on, I let you shine,
That use of light, shit blows my mind.
And as hard as you try
to hide reality...why
we know the truth
So act brand-new if you want to
But what would you be without me?
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little
They knowing you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle
Cause ...you would never be
Without me
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little
They knowing you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle
Cause ...you would never be
Boy you think I'm stupid?
What you think I'm clueless?
You keeṗ chasing them girls
Boy you get their deuces
I'm sick of your excuses
Without me how can you do it?
Do bad all by myself
Nigga you're just useless
Dude I don't need your sex
(your sex)
I'm moving to the next
(the next)
You frontin man, you stuntin man
You're worser than my ex
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
You think that shit funny?
We know the truth boy, keep it one hundred
And as hard as you try
to hide reality...why?
we know the truth
So act brand-new if you want to
But what would you be without me?
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little
They knowing you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle
Cause.... you would never be
Without me
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little
They knowing you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle
Cause...you would never be
(Pre-Hook)
And as hard as you try
To hide reality, why?
We know the truth,
So act brand-new if you want to.
(Hook)
But what would you be without me?
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little,
They knowing you a little,
Don't give a finger in the middle
Cause ... you will never be
Without me
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little,
They knowing you a little,
Don't give a finger in the middle.
Cause ...you would never be.
(Verse)
Boy, you think I’m stupid
What you think i’m clueless
Keep chasing that gold while you keep that deuces.
I’m sick of your excuses, without me how can you do it?
Do bad about myself, nigger you’re useless,
Dude, I don’t need your sex, I’m moving to the next,
You’re fronting, man, you’re stutting, man,
You’re worst than my ex.
Ha, ha, ha, you think that shit funny.
We know the truth, boy, keep in one hundred.
(Pre-Hook)
And as hard as you try
To hide reality, why?
We know the truth,
So act brand-new if you want to.
(Hook)
But what would you be without me?
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little,
They knowing you a little,
Don't give a finger in the middle
Cause ... you will never be
Without me
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little,
They knowing you a little,
Don't give a finger in the middle.
Cause ...you would never be
(Outro)
Fakin' shit will kill you,
Boy I know the real you.
Fakin' shit will kill you,
Boy I know the real you.
Fakin' shit will kill you,
Boy I know the real you.
Fakin' shit will kill you,
Boy I know the real you.
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